Squib-Hearted
Prompt: Helping squibs and the government.
Disclaimer: No. No. No. As much as wish, NO! I no own Harry Potter.
When he was little, his family whispered in corners. They wondered if he even had magic. They thought him a squib and were utterly surprised when he received his Hogwarts letter. Now here he was in the Wizengamot drafting a bill of rights for squibs.
He and his friends always thought the way magical families treated squibs was wrong. Now they couldn't be disowned or killed simply because they were squibs. Also they were petitioning to change the Head of Households Family Powers Act. They wanted to make it so that a Head of House must give a reason, a good reason, for disownment.
He sat back and smiled proudly. His name was Neville Longbottom, and he had magic.
But even so, he'd always been squib-hearted.
